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Vincent

Don McLean
Starry, starry [G] night
Paint your palette [Am] blue and gray
Look out on a [C] summer's day
With [D7] eyes that know the darkness in my [G] soul
Shadows on the [G] hills
Sketch the trees and the [Am] daffodils
Catch the breeze and the [C] winter chills
In [D7] colors on the snowy linen [G] land
Now I under- [Am] stand [D7]
What you [G] tried to say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen, They did [Am7] not know how
[D7] Perhaps they'll listen [G] now
Starry, starry [G] night
Flaming flowers that [Am] brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in [C] violet haze
[D7] Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china [G] blue
Colors changing [G] hue
Morning fields of amber [Am] grain
Weathered faces [C] lined in pain
Are [D7] soothed beneath the artist's loving [G] hand
Now I under- [Am] stand [D7]
What you [G] tried to say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen, They did [Am7] not know how
[D7] Perhaps they'll listen [G] now
For they could not [Am7] love you
[D7] But still your love was [G] true
[Em] And when no [A7] hope was left insight
On that [C] starry, starry night
You [G] took your life as lovers [E7] often do
But I [Am7] could have told you Vincent
[C] This world was never meant [D7] for one as beautiful as [G] you
Starry, starry [G] night
Portraits hung in [Am] empty halls
Frame less heads on [C] nameless walls
[D7] With eyes that watch the world and can't [G] forget
Like the strangers that [G] you've met
The ragged men in [Am] ragged clothes
The silver thorn of [C] bloody rose
Lie [D7] crushed and broken on the virgin [G] snow
Now I think I [Am] know [D7]
What you tried to [G] say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen they're not [Am7] listening still
[D7] Perhaps they never[G] will
Vi

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Starry, starry [G] night
Paint your palette [Am] blue and gray
Look out on a [C] summer's day
With [D7] eyes that know the darkness in my [G] soul
Shadows on the [G] hills
Sketch the trees and the [Am] daffodils
Catch the breeze and the [C] winter chills
In [D7] colors on the snowy linen [G] land
Now I under- [Am] stand [D7]
What you [G] tried to say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen, They did [Am7] not know how
[D7] Perhaps they'll listen [G] now
Starry, starry [G] night
Flaming flowers that [Am] brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in [C] violet haze
[D7] Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china [G] blue
Colors changing [G] hue
Morning fields of amber [Am] grain
Weathered faces [C] lined in pain
Are [D7] soothed beneath the artist's loving [G] hand
Now I under- [Am] stand [D7]
What you [G] tried to say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen, They did [Am7] not know how
[D7] Perhaps they'll listen [G] now
For they could not [Am7] love you
[D7] But still your love was [G] true
[Em] And when no [A7] hope was left insight
On that [C] starry, starry night
You [G] took your life as lovers [E7] often do
But I [Am7] could have told you Vincent
[C] This world was never meant [D7] for one as beautiful as [G] you
Starry, starry [G] night
Portraits hung in [Am] empty halls
Frame less heads on [C] nameless walls
[D7] With eyes that watch the world and can't [G] forget
Like the strangers that [G] you've met
The ragged men in [Am] ragged clothes
The silver thorn of [C] bloody rose
Lie [D7] crushed and broken on the virgin [G] snow
Now I think I [Am] know [D7]
What you tried to [G] say to [Em] me
How you suffered for your [Am7] sanity
[D7] How you tried to set them [E7] free
They did not listen they're not [Am7] listening still
[D7] Perhaps they never[G] will
Vi